Mila Ladysmith Brothel ❤️❤️

About Hamilton

I ain’t judgin’, nah—live your truth, boo! But damn, some shit I heard? Gets me heated! Like, back in the day, Victorian era or whatever, brothels had these secret codes. Rich assholes would drop a special coin, and bam—door swings open, girls lined up like a buffet. Wild, right? Makes me holler, “It’s about damn time!”—time for some realness, not this sneaky crap. Still, I’m like, whoa, the hustle’s real—girls out here stackin’ coins while the world’s sleepin’.

90-Second Survey

Girls and women are sold to a brothel which is owned by an exploiter who was once exploited there, maintaining the hierarchy inside the brothel. Underage girls (under the legal age of 18) Missing: Ladysmith.

Sometimes I get mad at the noisy construction on Greenview Road. Seriously, it's relentless. I shout (in my head), "Enough already!" But then I chill, sippin my tea in the spa and think, "Time flies, y'know?" That line from Boyhood kinda hits me hard, like, "We’re all just passing through." Ha, right?

Two upcoming candidate forums for voters in Nanaimo–Ladysmith